fallen • hemmings

chapter one

Jasey rose was an 18 year old girl. nose a little to big, eyebrows a bit too thick, eyes the colour of the green sea but over time, had drained out to a pale grey. She had brown tousled hair which was rarely brushed, with a few to many freckles on the bridge of her nose. She was a sad girl, a bit too skinny, didn't have many friends nor much money. She smoked like crazy and got drunk to get through the misery. Everyday she would find the time to sit on the edge of the cliff that looked over the beach. She would sit there, her legs dangling over the edge either reading, writing or just watching the forceful waves smash across the rocks on the shore. She would just wait, and think. Each day gaining more and more courage to just slip away, slip off the face of cliff, off the face of the earth. She was broken, she needed saving. She had fallen hard.

Luke hemmings wasn't much better. He smoked and drank just the same. Pale blue eyes, dirty blonde hair and a pierced lip. Everyday he would walk pass the cliff that looked over the beach, every time, stopping to watch the girl in all black with the long brown hair and a notebook tucked neatly under her arm. She would just sit there, for hours on end. From the time he walked past to the time he walked back she would still be there, just staring out into no where with her legs dangling over the edge of the cliff. He didn't know her at all, not even her name. but he felt as though everyday he had to walk past, just to see if she was still there. To check that she hadn't fallen off the edge yet. But little did he know, she already had fallen. And she was about to bring him down with her.